After Forsythia beckoned the two of them to bring tea and snacks, she retreated outside the garden to wait, not daring to disturb the couple any longer.

Mu Lingluo picked up the white porcelain bottle with golden peonies and poured a cup of hot tea for Su Zimo, and pushed it in front of him, "The scarlet parrot green is extremely ingenious, and the stacked calyx is dizzy. The most quiet and warm thing about the Guogong Mansion is the begonia garden planted by my brother for my mother. ”

At this time, it happens to be late autumn, and a large area of begonias is blooming arbitrarily, the flowers are blooming, beautiful and elegant, and the air is full of fresh and elegant aroma of begonia flowers.

Su Zimo saw that she was very happy with begonia flowers, and secretly wrote it down in her heart, and when she got back, she asked Xu Gui to find a florist to plant begonia flowers.

"I heard that the autumn season is about to start!" Mu Lingluo suddenly changed the subject. Although she is now in the backyard, she can still know about those little news from Liu Haoxuan.

Autumn is a big event, and now many students have already gone to Beijing to catch the exam. It's just that this year, because of Dongyue's large-scale march, this autumn season has also been delayed for some time compared to previous years.

"Well, it's already in preparation." Su Zimo nodded, "Now your father really wants to take the title of chief examiner. ”

The chief examiner of Qiuqiu, if he manages it properly, can attract a group of students, and finally gain a reputation all over the world. Therefore, for a long time, many people have been vying for the title of the chief examiner in Qiuqiu.

When Mu Lingluo heard this, he smiled lightly, "No wonder, he has been quiet lately, and he doesn't even dare to compete with his grandfather, it turns out that it is not only because of my mother, but also because of this chief examiner!" ”

"These fathers have not yet reached a conclusion, but Liu Guogong's hope is not too great." Su Zimo said, gently holding Mu Lingluo's palm, "You don't have to worry about other things, I'm here!" ”

Mu Ling lowered her head, picked up a piece of osmanthus cake, and was about to eat it, but saw Su Zimo looking at her with shiny eyes, she couldn't put it into her mouth for a while, "Are you hungry?" ”

Su Zimo's gaze fell on her fingers that were as white and silky as white porcelain, and the beige osmanthus cake was held on her fingertips, which made her skin more and more like congealed cream, he pursed his lips, I don't know what he thought, his eyes darkened slightly, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "Well, a little." ”

Mu Lingluo thought that he would come over after the morning court today, and the early dynasty time of the Qing Song Dynasty was Mao Shi, so the time to get up had to be set at a few moments of the morning in the morning, and he also knew that after this morning's toss, it was natural for Su Zimo to be hungry.

Mu Lingluo felt a little distressed when he thought about it, so he didn't think too much, and just sent the osmanthus cake in his hand to his mouth, "Then you hurry up and eat some!" Although this osmanthus cake is a little sweet, it is not greasy, and it is moderately fluffy. ”

Su Zimo likes spicy, and Mu Lingluo likes sweets, although Su Zimo used to accompany her to eat some sweets, but sweets are not his favorite in the end.

Su Zimo opened his mouth and gave three or two bites of the pastries that Mu Lingluo brought to his mouth, and at the end, he seemed to inadvertently lick the crumbs on Mu Lingluo's fingertips, and said seriously: "It's really good, mellow and soft." ”

Mu Lingluo's fingertips cooled slightly, and her cheeks couldn't help but blush slightly, she hadn't handed Su Zimo food before, but Su Zimo who seized the opportunity to tease her like this had never happened before.

What about the innocence that is good? Su Zimo is just going to be a hooligan when he has the opportunity now, okay? Where is that innocent and cute Su Zimo!!

Su Zimo didn't seem to know what she was thinking, and continued: "I hired a chef who is very good at making pastries, he not only knows how to make pastries but also Yuzhou cuisine, and I will have someone send him over later." ”

Su Zimo inquired, Mu Lingluo doesn't like the taste of the capital very much, but prefers southern cuisine, and the chefs invited in the Guogong Mansion are naturally the cooks in the capital, Liu Jingcun will definitely not care about Mu Lingluo's thoughts, and will not care if she eats well or not.

But when Su Zimo heard about it, he was very distressed. Although no son-in-law has ever sent a cook to his wife, Su Zimo doesn't care about this, he just wants his favorite girl to live well, seeing that Mu Lingluo has been a little emaciated since returning to the capital, Su Zimo is very distressed.

Although Su Zimo also hoped that Mu Lingluo would often go to the palace to sit down, he was afraid of provoking Mu Lingluo's reputation. Moreover, this cook was sent by him, and he didn't dare to treat him lightly if he wanted to come to the Guogong Mansion, and with the cook preparing food for Mu Lingluo, Su Zimo was also relieved.

Mu Lingluo didn't expect Su Zimo to be so thoughtful, and even knew that she didn't like the salty taste of the capital, Anyu is located in Yuzhou, located in the south, and the taste is sweet and spicy. In his previous life, Mu Lingluo was a southerner, and he was spicy, so he didn't like the eating habits here.

It's just that she has never complained to anyone, but Biluo and Forsythia around her see her eat less every time, and they are very worried.

And she didn't expect that Su Zimo would send her a cook.

Mu Lingluo was stunned, "This is not appropriate, right?" I have never heard of such a precedent. "Where is the prince who sends a cook to his future wife? This full capital Su Zimo should be the only one!

Su Zimo said lightly: "Where are so many suitable and inappropriate?" You've lost weight, and you're going to have to eat well. Someone has to set a precedent! Su Zimo pulled up the hair from her ear for her, and her hot fingertips ran across her small and delicate ear.

Su Zimo has never cared about these mundane things, he only cares about whether Mu Lingluo eats well and lives well. If you are still thinking about people, how tired you should be to live! Su Zimo didn't have a good reputation in the capital, and he didn't have the heart to wash his name.

Mu Lingluo's earlobes were hot, and his heart seemed to have been hit by something, soft and glutinous, and it seemed like he had eaten a jar of honey, and the indescribable sweet and greasy taste. She sighed in her heart that Su Zimo was for her, and only bowed her head, "Well, it's my face." Thank you, Amo! ”

Her current identity is not good for her to cook food for herself, she always has to do her job in her position, otherwise she will only laugh and be generous. She is naturally willing to accept this chef, she has her own royal cook, and she can eat whatever she wants in the future.

Su Zimo saw her open her lips and chuckled, and her heart was also happy, she only lowered her eyes, and the bottom of her eyes was always cold like a lake after the ice and snow had melted, rippling with layers of fine lines, incredibly gentle.

"Fool!" Su Zimo said in a low voice, looking at her smiling like a flower, his heart swelled slightly, as if he wanted to break out of his chest, making him so soft that he couldn't be more soft.

He couldn't help but lean over slightly, and dropped a gentle kiss on her cheek, like a butterfly passing by, only a faint warmth and a slight itch, but it seemed to be imprinted in her heart, lingering.